A Hospital in Another World?

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Knocking down two skeletal soldiers, breaking a magical seal with divine magic, Garrett hadn't fully grasped the situation when he was whisked away into the northeast tower, descending into the underground chambers

The underground held surprises. Garrett descended the spiraling stairs, spotting three piles of skeletons and two heaps of unidentified entities resembling zombies. He took a turn downwards and entered a hall, where a sharp wind suddenly rushed from above.

"Watch out!"

Someone shouted from behind. Garrett instinctively dodged right, and the person behind him rushed forward, tackling him to the ground, rolling together twice. Just as they stopped, there was a dull thud from above, another dark figure descending.

"Ah"

"Ouch!"

"Vali, be careful!"

Everything spun. Garrett shook his head, struggling to piece together what just happened:

As they entered the hall, an enemy swooped down from above. Initially caught off guard, it was the archer, Tom, who pushed him away, while the shield warrior, Vali, attempted to block but failed, crashing down with his shield and body 𝗳r𝐞𝐞w𝐞bn𝚘ve𝚕.co𝐦

Amidst cries and pain, among the chaos, the voice of Priest Donald rang clear:

"Roman!"

"I know!"

Knight Roman replied loudly, raising his sword, rushing back from the depths of the hall. His speed nearly left a blur; had Garrett not known it was a person, he might have mistaken him for a tyrannosaurus rex.

Garrett rolled and crawled to the side. He huddled behind a shield, witnessing the knight wielding his sword, engaging with a winged, monstrous creature. The blade clashed against claws, sparking off in all directions.

"What on earth is this thing?"

Vali, the shield warrior in front of him, muttered. Garrett rubbed his eyes, trying to make sense of the creature before him. He gasped when it matched the stone golems in the game identically!

Observing the battlefield closely, Priest Donald was across the hall, guarded by a small group of soldiers while the outer circle was busy fighting smaller foes. Clearly, the battle had moved deep into the hall. How the stone golem got to the entrance and why Knight Roman charged from that direction

Garrett decided the situation was more critical than individual capabilities for now, making a mental note.

The knight's prowess was remarkable; his sword danced, evenly matched against the stone golem. At the other end of the hall, temple guards rushed over. Shields parted, two spear bearers edged closer, seemingly aiming to pin the golem in between.

"This thing's done for!"

Freckles peeked out from behind Garrett, chuckling. Garrett pushed the head back:

"Don't be complacent, stay hidden!"

Before he finished, the stone golem bared its sharp teeth, emitting an ear-piercing, unpleasant scream. It was so shrill, like scraping nails on glass but amplified a hundredfold, or like a file scraping directly against eardrums. Garrett reflexively covered his ears, wincing:

"Why scream so loud? You're a stone golem, not a banshee..."

As the scream echoed, soldiers advancing cautiously froze in agony. Seizing the moment, the golem spread its wings and leaped into the air!

"Watch out!"

"Stay alert!"

"It's trying to escape!"

Shouts filled the hall. Not just the temple soldiers, raising swords and preparing to defend, even Garrett's squad stood on high alert.

Vali slightly bowed, holding the shield high in front of Garrett;

Raymond, the spear bearer, adjusted his stance, pointing his spear diagonally upward;

Archer Tom gripped his waist blade, positioned beside Garrett as if ready to intercept the golem's attack.

Meanwhile, Garrett, grasping Freckles behind him, stood on tiptoes from behind the shield, fixated on the creature

The golem reached its highest point, beating its wings. Before it could change direction, a bright white light shot from the other end of the hall, striking it hard!

Though just a beam of light, it felt substantial. The golem froze mid-air, emitting smoke; the impact area charred black. Seizing the opportunity, Knight Roman leaped forward, sword swinging.

Garrett abruptly turned his head.

Following the path of the light, at the other end of the hall stood Priest Donald, towering among the soldiers, his golden hair dancing in the firelight, illuminating him like a halo.

The devotee of the Spring Goddess looked focused, hands forming a triangular shape. And the sharp beam emerged from the center of that triangle, piercing through space

Was this an attack spell?

So, this third-tier priest in this world could unleash such a powerful attack!

Garrett was awestruck. Nearby, Knight Roman felled the golem, removing its wings. Soldiers swarmed, swords and spears raining down, reducing the golem to fragments.

The knight sheathed his sword, heading toward the priest. Passing Garrett, Roman's gaze flickered across his face, deliberate or casual. Garrett felt a chill, about to excuse himself when Priest Donald turned, smiling and waving at him.

Reluctantly, Garrett begrudgingly approached them. As he reached the end of the hall, a temple guard reported to the priest:

"Sir, there's another door here"

Before the sentence ended, a black streak darted past!

Garrett toppled to his left. Compared to being tackled earlier, this was faster, making him one hundred percent certain someone had dragged himpossibly to serve as a shield.

The force dragging him didn't brace him, causing Garrett to lose balance and crash to the ground. Before he could get up, a cry rang out beside him, heart-wrenching:

"Ah"

It was Knight Roman!

Garrett's hairs stood on end. Despite suspicions about the knight's intentions, Garrett had to acknowledge his strength among the group. Now, hearing Roman's agonizing cry, the opponent, the opponent

Using his elbows, Garrett forced himself up, struggling to see. Surprisingly, the enemy attacking Knight Roman wasn't human; it was a beautiful, large cat. Solid black, with snow-white claws, its chest and belly pure white like a collar.

The cat circled Roman, leaping gracefully. The knight roared, swinging his sword but only meeting air. Instead, each leap and claw swipe from the cat splattered blood from various joints on the knight.

Garrett watched closely. Each attack from the cat landed on Roman's wrists, ankles, shoulders, elbows, knees. After a few rounds, Roman collapsed, bleeding from several wounds, unable to get up.

The cat leaped. Its movement was too fast to track; all that was visible was a black streak across the hall, heading straight for the priest.

Priest Donald's face paled. He clasped his hands, murmuring a prayer, seemingly attempting divine magic for protection. However, at that moment, a chant sounded from the hall's entrance, the final syllable rising sharply. A ring of black light erupted!

The priest froze as the cat seized the opportunity, pouncing, biting his throat, growling low.

As the black light swept through, Garrett, who had begun to rise, felt a sudden chill and fell once more. In the hall, about twenty to thirty soldiers, including young priest John, fell like wheat before a scythe.

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